Remembrance of a FriendRemembrance of a Friend.
Daniel awoke with a start; his heart hammering in his chest. A nightmare had haunted his dreams and reminded him of someone he had forgotten about. Someone who once was everything to him. He ran a hand down the side of his neck, digging his nails a bit into his skin as a whisper escaped his lips.
He felt his heart sink at the mentioning of her name. For how long had it been that he hadn’t noticed her disappearance? She had been just like him, a victim, and a resident of a wretched placed called “The Mad World”. There no sunshine greeted them on their backs. It was an everlasting grey sort of world, where the air was still and heavy with dismay. Where nothing grew and monsters lurked. It was a nightmare come to life.
Years he had to survive on his own, only living through the night by sheer luck and his wits. He
Wynona's Farm Diary [Spring] Spring: Day 4
I was super excited to get my first crop seeds that I maybe…sort of knocked over John’s seed display in the process. He wasn’t angry, thankfully, and I managed to clean it up before any other farmer came into the store! Gigi’s handling all the organization stuff with the town so I don’t have to worry about that at all. Oh! I also picked up a brand-new fishing rod to try and catch sharks on the beach. That sounds like a lot of fun.
I’m glad I prepped my farm in advance. I just couldn’t wait for the town to open! Of course, I thought it would stay the same when I checked in on it. Must have rained hard because all of my rows were a mess. So, I spent more time clearing the debris than I did planting my little potatoes. I had to dig the ground up with my hands because
Short Story: Farm Fable The front door slammed open as a frantic twelve-year-old propelled himself into the living room. He was out of breath by the time he crossed the doorway into the kitchen where his mother was fixing supper. She didn’t turn around to great him. He stooped over, his hands on his knees as he fought to catch his breath.
“I-It was there!” He wheezed, pointing frantically towards the front door.
She let out a low sigh. Another one of his preposterous tall tales. He had a new one for her every week. It was entertaining at first, until weeks turned into months and months into years. By now it had become one of her many daily annoyances.
“What is it this time, Bill?” She spoke sardonically; barely putting forth any effort to fabricate surprise.
“A huge wolf! Right on top of the hill! I-I couldn’t even make it out!” His voice rang with alarm. To him this was an ent